Jacen's heart shuddered when he heard that too-familiar, extraordinarily beloved voice. When he slowly turned to look into the corner, it leaped into his heart. Allana. His beautiful, wonderful, beloved Allana. His daughter.
He got to his feet slowly, all thoughts about Sith and Jedi, Jaina and battles driven from his head. He could only think of two things. How much he loved this secret daughter of his, and how dangerous it was for her to be here. He opened his arms to her. "Come here, Allana," he said in a husky voice, not sure if he would start crying from joy just by having this familiar, loving soul with him.